HEtAenD
Prologue: THe end bEginS agaIN
Summary: What would you do if you had a bunch of life's on your shoulders? What if you could save the nation's of the world? Well that's what is going on right now to invisible me. My name is Matthew Williams also know as the personification of the country Canada.
Author Note: Hey so this is a Mystery Gore Romance type thing. I honestly don't know what to even call the genre.
Warning: It's M for the gore I plan to put in, Curse words, and anything else I come up with that deserve a M rating.
Now it's time for the Prologue to the story.
I felt the sting of bitter tears in my eyes and could feel the wetness build up. I failed again at getting any new information and saving everyone. I put my head down as the tears started. "Mateo, don't fucking cry. It was going to fucking happen from the very fucking beginning." my friend Lovino Vargas also known as South Italy told me. I looked to his weak and bloody body. He had a stab would through his chest and his arm was twisted at an odd angle. I knew he was just barely holding on.
"I should have tried harder." I whispered and it cracked from the tears.
"There was nothing you could fucking do about it. You tried your fucking hardest." Lovino scolded. Then he coughed and it turned quiet the panting breath was gone. I looked to him. He still had his eyes open and his mouth was turned into a grimace.
"Lovi?" I asked. I waited five minutes and no answer. The tears flowed freely down my face I walked over to him. "I'm sorry Lovi." I whispered and my voice cracked on the last syllable. I walked over to a wall. I took out a piece of chalk out of my pants that I had been carrying with me. I drew simple pentagram. Then I cast the spell to go back in time. No new leads on who was killing everyone but me, or why. I sighed. "Can't you kill me and leave the rest of them alone?" I asked to no one near, but I finished the spell and was taken back in time.
So that it for the prologue I'll get the first chapter up soon also maybe leave a review?